Curtains Fall, by . QUEENIE . Subscribe to rss feed for <b>. QUEENIE .</b>

** i actually drew this as a picture first but then i 
wanted to make it a poem **

Like the Wizard of Oz
i stand before you
naked,
without my sheild.

you called my bluff
i'll admit
im a fake
and there is nothing i can do.

so here i sit
bare and sullen
you were teh only one
who could tug hard enough
to uncover teh truth.

but i know you
without your mask
i knwo that you
too, are one
behind the curtains.

waiting in teh wings
shall we say
for everything to be good.

unfortunately my day
never came
and shit got worse
but whatever
im not the one in that herse.

so im living
and proud
that i fooled you so long
and i tricked
everyone else
too, into believeing
that i hated you.

i hate you for getting
away with what i cannot
i hate you for hating me
when i gave you
alkl the love that
i got.

so here i stand
throw your arrows
you've already hit
the best target
you've exploded my heart
and you're slowing
breaking my mind.

so here i am
as everything im not...
but i love that.

the breeze is nice
and maybe tomorrow
i'll pull out that
designer pair
of pants
and i'll get out a shirt
that isnt woven of black.

becuase the curtains have fallen
this is now, my final act.

xoxo
Kyelle
Posted: 2005-04-19 20:28:23 UTC

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